Journal Prompt #1: In a mission to find new friends with the same interests, and I think it starts by lingering where your curiosities already live. Give me people who can sing stupid songs with full conviction and overanalyze thriller movies at 2 AM. Any takers?
Growing up feels less dreadful when there’s genuine company along the way; still figuring life out, still evolving, still collecting perspectives. I’m seeking for people who can converse about absolutely anything, from existential spirals to absurd midnight thoughts. Any takers?
Do lemons make you sour or do you approach life pre-soured and the lemon just exposes it? The citrus industry did not expect me to carry this narrative on its back but here we are.